Dilettante Army very kindly commissioned me to write a piece on Wife Guys, why they cheat, and what it means culturally. I had a lot of fun and surprised myself by going in deep on what I really believe about marriage, social media, and love.
As a POI for the last Teen Killers Club book, I’m making an e-novella of the first book, written from Erik’s point of view, available to anyone who preorders Teen Killers at Large or requests it at their library (send me proof of purchase/request at [email protected] to claim))
So I’ve also beenworking on the cover! Here’s the WIP--- a reverse shot of the Erik from the original cover...let me know what you think (it can only get better right?)
The Teen Killers Club is on the brink of destruction, with one faction pitted against another in a deadly game of survival. Erik and Signal are part of the group who’ve had their “kill switches” disabled, and the others are under orders to hunt them down—or meet their own demise. Now, Erik and Signal have to find a way to neutralize the others’ switches and clear Signal’s name. In the middle of a manhunt that is going viral and turning them into an internet-age Bonnie and Clyde.
Erik and Signal are both Class As—the most dangerous and manipulative criminal profile—but Erik is the ultimate Class A, with ten kills to his name and a secret in his past that will change everything.
As if being hunted down wasn’t enough, Erik is determined to get Signal admit that she loves him. But Signal is hellbent on crushing her own growing attraction.
It’s a race against time to save the Teen Killers Club from its worst nightmare—having to kill the friends they need more than ever.
where is that renaissance painting with those two fellers and a giant fucking random skull on the floor that looks like it was accidentally stretched out in photoshop
All the girls in the world were divided into two classes: one class included all the girls in the world except her, and they had all the usual human feelings and were very ordinary girls; while the other class -herself alone- had no weaknesses and was superior to all humanity.
Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy (via rattle-the-damn-starss)
the most NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS thing ever, before we even had a name for the concept
Obsidian knives made from a type of volcanic glass are so sharp they cut on a cellular level. Due to this, when used in the medical field, incisions made with the blade heal faster with less scarring. They have been used as tools since the Stone Age.